coffee conversations

Coffee with Ameena #20

If we were having coffee, I’d welcome you to our first coffee date of 2020 with a bear hug. I’d apologize for taking so long to fix a coffee date for us, a lot has happened within the past month, but my favorite of all was witnessing my sister getting married.

It was a phenomenal experience and yes, I bawled my eyes out. I was on bridesmaid duty, it was busy, exhausting yet fulfilling. There were two bummers though, one, we got so carried away that we forgot to feed the bride at one event (oops), and two, I looked like a meme in the pictures.

If we were having coffee, I’d tell you about a question I was asked this week. Someone asked how I dealt with failures and in her words, she wanted the raw truth not some cliche answer. And this was what I said-

to be very honest, I am not in the best position to answer this, and this is because, I don’t think I have ever experienced failure or maybe, I just don’t look at my experiences as failures, or maybe, fear has kept me from pursuing the things in which there is a possibility I can fail. I’ve been thinking really hard and I can’t identify something that I can say “I failed” at.

Of course, some things come to mind, but those are things I can identify he reasons why they were not successful, so maybe that’s why I don’t regard them as failures because I can say to myself- it could have been better if only I had done x and y.

If we were having coffee, I’d love to hear your opinion on how you deal with failures.

If we were having coffee, I’d tell you my space has been a mess this week because my mind has been a mess, but it’s finally Sunday and I get to mentally declutter, cuddled up with my favourite cup of coffee and I am proud to say that the physical mess is also all cleared up. I am a believer that, our surroundings reflect ourselves, they are mirrors to one another.

If we were having coffee, I’d tell you that I am becoming more conscientious of my mortality. Maybe it has to do with getting older, or witnessing people dying, or maybe a mixture of both, I don’t know. But it’s dawning more on me how fragile this life is, how the things I do can affect my living status. In a way, I guess it makes me more cautious but at the same time, it’s also making me more fearful. So who knows, maybe it’s a good thing? If we were having coffee, I’d ask about your thoughts on the fragility of life.

If we were having coffee, I’d tell you I’ve been trying (and in all honesty, not hard enough) to reduce my coffee intake, and I have to say, it’s been a rollercoaster ride, with ups and downs. Somedays, I am proud of myself, and other days, I’m like- oh hell, I cannot come and go and kill myself.

If were having coffee, I’m thinking of hosting an all Ladies Tea party within the next two weeks. Its the perfect opportunity to hang our with the girls and I get to force them to drink coffee, because I mean, what’s a tea party without coffee. Its going to be coffee, tea and lots of junk food. Hopefully, work schedule will permit it. If we were having coffee, I’d ask what’s your favorite junk food?

If we were having coffee, I’d gulp down the last of my coffee, thank you for making time for our little date, and let you know how much I look forward to having this again. Until then, wishing you loads of love, laughter and coffee ❤️